In this ongoing Ash Wednesday season, I got sad, but not really unexpected, news yesterday. My colleague who was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer 2 months ago died yesterday.
I wrote a tribute to her in this post on my creativity blog. I am trying to be thankful for her life. I am trying NOT to let sadness swamp me.
I had been deliberating about which church service to attend this week-end. I think I'll go to the contemplative service tonight at 5:05; then I'll go to hear my spouse sing with the Broward Chorale. They're performing parts of a Requiem Mass, Mozart's I think. It feels very appropriate.
We won't always have a contemplative service, since we're only doing it for Lent. I'm glad to have that option today. While I'll miss my church friends who go to the other services, I don't know that I can discuss my highs and lows with the Worship Together service. I need a very quiet service, unlike the later service tomorrow. I thought about going to the 8:30 service, but I yearn for the Compline aspects of the contemplative service. I want that promise of protection against all the darknesses that gather and threaten.
feeling the feelings…
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